Last week, my daughter texted me that she had rearranged the furniture in our living room. It had been a super long week and I was exhausted. I began the week, staying up very late cheering for my alma mater in the national championship game, which they won, but that meant that the rest of the week was filled with deep fatigue.
Since I am a college advisor and it was the first week of the semester, it was an especially busy week, filled with constant email and an orientation that I was responsible for leading. Added to that, one of our cars was in the shop, so my family was carpooling.
Due to both fatigue and carpooling, I skipped my morning yoga and I missed out on my daily reflection and prayer time on my drive in. By the end of the week, I felt like I was walking in cement. I was physically and spiritually, running on empty and that is not a place I like to be.
So when I received that text from my daughter, I could have cared less about the furniture. I just longed to get in my bed and sleep for days. But, God was at work.
When Sunday came and everything was cancelled due to expected snow and ice, I settled in my chair which now faced the big picture window in the living room. (It used to be at its back.) It was nice being able to see out. It was gray and raining, but it was facing nature. We tuned into our favorite church service out of Savannah. The first song was an old hymn, “All Creatures of Our God and King.” I sang that song as a child growing up, so it was familiar, but they jazzed it up a bit and I sang along.
This particular hymn is all about creation praising it’s Creator. It even talks about the sun and moon praising God. When we got to the line “Praise, praise the Father, praise the Son, and praise, praise the Spirit three in one,” the first big fluffy snow flakes began to fall. My eyes filled with tears at their majesty. My hubby and I looked at each other and grinned. He jumped up and began videoing those gorgeous flakes.
Snow is a big deal in the deep south. We don’t see it often and when we do, we are always filled with wonder. When my hubby played the video back later, we could hear that hymn playing and I didn’t fail to miss the God wink.
Although the snow was hard to beat, the sermon was fabulous and out internet went down as soon as the pastor ended with prayer. We didn’t have it back until Monday.
I took the rest of the day and reflected, prayed and wrote. God knew about the week I had and He met me in my weakness. He prompted the furniture arrangement. The forecasters had no clue when the snow was coming, but God knew and at the very moment we were singing a hymn of praise, He showed Himself.
God is always working, most often, unseen and when I find myself in a hole, praise is always the way out. Because when I acknowledge His majesty, He tends to show up in the most amazing ways. Sometimes I need reminding. Perhaps you did too.
Have an awesome day!
Wendy 🙂